Mei Man Knives

Chapter 25 Messenger

Zhang Jun looked at the guy in a tuxedo in front of him.

Well dressed, but pale face, slender fingernails.More importantly, Zhang Jun disliked the dark temperament emanating from him.

Zhang Jun glanced at the other party and said coldly. "Baron? Is there such a thing in America?"

Hart saw that Zhang Jun didn't show any respect when he heard Baron Fagan's name, and his face was slightly displeased.

But he thought of today's task and endured it.

Hart bowed slightly and said respectfully.

"My master is a baron conferred by the King of England, an official baron!"

Zhang Jun said impatiently. "Okay! Just pretend that you are the emissary of some baron. Why come to me?"

Hart said, still smiling. "My master, Baron Fagan, knows that Mr. Zhang is the best mercenary in North America, and wants to pay you to help solve the trouble!"

Zhang Jun looked at him and asked. "Oh. I don't know what's your master's trouble?"

"Brad! He has been chasing and killing our people for no reason. This makes Baron Fagan very angry, and we are willing to pay 1 million US dollars to hire him first to catch him!"

Zhang Jun put down his wine glass when he heard it, and glanced at the other party.

Now he understood what Baron Fagan was talking about.

"I'm not interested, you find someone else!"

Hearing Zhang Jun's refusal, Hart hurriedly said. "If Mr. Zhang is not satisfied with the price, we can discuss it again. Money is not a problem!"

When it comes to money, Hart is arrogant.

Bill Gates, Buffett and the like are all scum in front of my master's accumulated wealth of thousands of years.

Zhang Jun, a mercenary, even if he asked for a hundred million, as long as he could catch Brad, his master wouldn't even blink his eyes.

Zhang Jun was very upset when he saw the ugly face of this Hagui clan.

He showed a very bright smile and said: "This is not a place to discuss such topics, let's go out and talk!"

Seeing Zhang Jun's bright smile, Hart thought Zhang Jun agreed.

"Of course. Where does Mr. Zheng want to talk!"

Hart smiled sarcastically on his face.

No matter how powerful you are, what can you do, you still have to worship at the feet of money.

My master is still the most powerful, he will live forever, accumulate wealth for thousands of years, and be as rich as an enemy.

If I can be like him, I can also enjoy the glory and wealth of the eternity.

For a moment, Hart's eyes were full of admiration and fanaticism.

Zhang Jun saw a lot of Hart's eyes.

This kind of person was finally swallowed up by his own greed, and ended up in a tragic end.

As soon as he walked out of the bar gate, Zhang Jun stopped in his tracks.

Hart saw a slight frown on his brow.

Just talk here?

He thought that Zhang Jun was going to the coffee shop, or that the price was discussed in the secret room.

He had no idea that Zhang Jun wanted to talk here.

Not as good as a bar!

Just when Hart was a little confused.

Porf!
A dull voice sounded.

Hart, who was completely defenseless, received a heavy blow to the abdomen.

He was so painful that he almost spit out the bile water.

Hart clutched his belly, bent down, and knelt on the ground.

He raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Zhang Jun with disbelief.

"you……"

Zhang Jun grabbed his hair and pulled him up.

"Go back and tell your master. Tell him to brighten his eyes! It's amazing to be rich! Is he a vampire who can please me?"

Snapped!
He slapped Hart hard across the face.

His face was immediately red and swollen.

"If a good person doesn't do it, he will go to some vampire. Damn it, idiot! If that vampire is so awesome, it still needs to hide in the dark like a turtle and dare not come out? You idiot can't think about it with your head !Idiot! Garbage!"

clap clap clap...

Slapping the opponent's face into a big painted face, several teeth are loose.Zhang Jun's own palms hurt a little, so he stopped.

"Go back and tell your master to stay away from my shop. The next time you dare to approach, it won't be that day walker who will hunt you down. I will kill you myself!"

At this time, how could Hart dare to refute Zhang Jun.He almost kowtowed.

"Yes, yes... I will definitely sue him!"

Even if you don't tell me, I must tell the master when I go back.

How dare you hit me, let's see if my master doesn't send someone to clean you up.

Zhang Jun didn't care about Hart's little thoughts at all.

I am not even afraid of the daywalker blades that you fear, but I will be afraid of you shrinking turtles in the dark who are afraid of sunwalkers like tigers.

Zhang Jun shook Hart, snorted and walked back to the bar.

Seeing Zhang Jun walk into the bar, Hart's eyes were full of sinister.

He covered his face, lowered his head, quickly got into a Rolls-Royce Phantom, and drove towards Manhattan.

Surrounded by anger, Hart didn't care about the fine for running a red light.

He drove a car and stopped at the entrance of a luxurious castle-shaped villa on the Upper West Side of Manhattan.

Compared with the surrounding villas, this castle-shaped villa is located in the farthest west.

The sunlight is blocked by the tall North American redwoods planted around it, and it is difficult for the sun to penetrate into this ancient castle.

The old castle is dark and gloomy, making people feel intimidated, and they dare not approach easily.

Hart stopped the car, walked into the villa, and walked all the way to the deepest part of the villa.

The temperature here is at least four or five degrees colder than outside, making people shiver when they walk in.

Hart tightened his clothes, stopped at the door, took a steady breath, and then knocked on the door.

"Master. I'm back!"

"Come in!" A very majestic voice sounded.

Hart quickly opened the door and walked in.With his left hand on his right wrist, he bent slightly and stood respectfully in front of a desk.

In the room, a pale man in a well-dressed handmade suit sat on a chair and asked with his hands crossed.

"How did things go? Did the mercenary agree?"

Hart shouted excitedly when he heard Baron Fagan's question.

"Master, that guy is very arrogant. He asked me to pass on the outrageous words. Tell the master to stay away from his shop, otherwise... His words are very ugly. The subordinates dare not elaborate!"

Baron Fagan, who was sitting on the chair, raised his head and looked at Hart with cold eyes.

"So your mission failed?"

"Master, no, I..."

"No!"

A burst of screaming stopped, and Baron Fagan, who was originally sitting, came to Hart's side in an instant, and bit him towards his neck.

In less than 2 minutes, Hart's already fair face became even paler, his eyes were empty, without a trace of color.

Let go of Hart, Feigen's mouth was still bleeding, he wiped it with his hand, and shouted.

"Get rid of this waste! And call M, they can act now!"

"Yes, master!" A vampire guarding the door walked in and nodded in agreement, and at the same time pulled Hart's body out for disposal.

What neither Hart nor Fagan knew was that a bug was placed on Hart's collar.

Zhang Jun took off the earplugs from his ears, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Finally know your base camp!
After my plan is completed, I will go to you!
(End of this chapter)